|Not the prettiest, but at least no snow. |
You can't see because of the clouds,
but there are mountains at the end of my street.
Quick story, in high school I was on the color guard team. Basically I danced while tossing a five foot pole with a decorative flag on the end. (Here's a little peek of what I'm talking about. I'm the angle in white)
Back to today, I felt so good to be able to run and the weather, though not exactly smiling down on me, stayed somewhat dry until I got home. I walked in the door and before I even started to stretch I looked outside and it was dumping giant dandruff again. Someone up there must want me to keep going :)